Fender Benders And Consequences

Logan was upset that the nurses insisted on waking Marie every two hours throughout the night. They tried to explain to Logan that it was standard treatment procedure for someone suffering a concussion, but it didn't stop him from protesting vigorously every single time. With a little pleading, he'd managed to negotiate a three-hour stretch of undisturbed sleep; which was going to expire in about another fifteen minutes. Logan looked down at Marie, she didn't look like she was ready to wake up in the next fifteen minutes - maybe he could sweet talk the nurse into just one more hour. He kissed the top of her head and pulling her in closer, placed his hand on her stomach. Closing his eyes, he listened contently to the steady rhythm of Marie's breathing.

Fifteen minutes later the door to the room opened, but instead of one of the nurses, it was Jean that stepped into the room. Stopping abruptly at the sight in front of her, she felt like someone had just punched her hard in the gut. She hadn't expected to find Logan in here, especially not in the bed. Marie was sound asleep curled up in Logan's arms; his right hand was gently caressing her stomach. Jean felt a sharp stab of jealousy at such an obviously intimate gesture. Logan was touching the place that contained his child. A child he was having with someone who wasn't Jean. At that moment Logan turned towards her, their eyes met and he gave her a small smile.

{He looks different. He looks peaceful. He looks happy.}

"I just wanted to stop by and see how she was doing before heading home."

In the two years that Jean had been with Scott she and Marie had always gotten along well - anticipating they would be sister-in-laws one day. Jean had ruined so many relationships with just that one small error in judgment on her part. Everyone else appeared to be mending fences and moving on - without her. A wave of sadness washed over her, because she realized she had no one to blame but herself.

"Actually, I was going to beg and plead for one more hour of undisturbed sleep for her," Logan told her.

"I think that's acceptable. Everything looks good on her chart, I think we can consider her out of danger."

"Good, does that mean she can go home soon?"

"I'll have Dr. McCoy check her in another hour and we'll let him decide, but it should be okay."

There was an awkward moment of silence.

"Well, I'm heading home then. Goodbye, Logan."

"Jeannie...."

"Don't, Logan. Please - just don't say anything."

Jean turned and was gone before Logan could say another word.

"Was that Jean?" A sleepy voice asked.

"Yeah, baby. They're gonna send someone to check on you in an hour and see about releasing you."

"I'm thirsty," she said in a small voice.

Logan was out the door like a shot, seeking out some juice. Taking care of Marie was something he could get used to.

An hour and a half later Marie was being discharged with the strong admonishment to rest and take it easy for the next week. Logan had been on the phone earlier that morning making various arrangements. He was taking the rest of the week and the following week off to take care of Marie and he would stop by the office on the way out to Westchester to pick up a laptop so he could tele-commute. Agnes was given instructions to have copies of whatever files she thought Logan would need. Rogue was already in Westchester at the vet's getting spayed, so that was taken care of. They stopped by the hotel so that Marie could change into clean clothes and were at the office by noon.

Agnes stood up and came around her desk to embrace Marie in a bear hug.

"It's so nice to finally meet the young lady who's having such a positive effect on our Logan."

"It's nice to meet you, too, Agnes. Logan speaks very highly of you."

"Agnes, could you please do me a favor and call down to that deli across the street and order us some lunch," Logan instructed, then addressing Marie, he asked, "Do you want the Chicken Salad again or something else?"

"Chicken Salad is fine." {Wow, he actually remembered what I ate a month ago.}

"The usual for me, please, Agnes."

"I know, anything as long as it once moo'ed." Logan's affinity for red meat had become a running joke between them.

"Add a soda for me and some juice for Marie. Honey, you want some pasta salad with your sandwich?"

"No, Logan, I'm not that hungry - just the sandwich is fine."

Logan took out his wallet and peeled off a couple of bills. "This should cover it, and pick up something for yourself, too."

"Thank you, Logan. I'll be right back." Agnes now only addressed him as Mr. Roberts in front of clients.

Just then Scott's secretary, Laurie walked up flashing Logan her best seductive smile.

"Scott said you would be needing these files. Something about tele-commuting next week?"

"Yeah, thanks, Laurie."

"Hello, Marie. If you're looking for Scott, he's in a meeting in the conference room."

"Actually, I came in with Logan, but thanks."

Laurie shot a nasty glare at Logan.

"Thank you, Laurie. That will be all for now," Logan said, dismissing her.

With a huff, Laurie turned on her heels and stalked away.

"Remind me not to come here anymore. I'm not comfortable being around your former liaisons."

"Sorry about that, honey, I really am."

"Just out of curiosity, Logan, is there anybody here you haven't slept with?"

"I haven't slept with Agnes - yet! Although, if they'd kept you in that hospital any longer, I just don't know....."

"And of course," Logan added, "there's always Old Mrs. Gardner in accounting, I hear she has her eye on me..... well, her good one anyway."

"Well, if you're gonna go that way, I can always set you up with my neighbor, Mrs. Anderson."

"Thought you said just looking at me naked would give her a coronary?"

"Yeah, but what a way to go!"

They both started laughing hard.

They ate lunch with Agnes in Logan's office and an hour later when everything he would need for the next week and a half was gathered together, they were on their way to Westchester.

~*~*~*

Much to the dismay of Jubilee and Kitty, Logan insisted on no-visitors for 24 hours, which meant, of course, that they were on the phone to each other constantly instead. Marie had decided that she wasn't going to share the news about the baby yet, because that wasn't a "something you just blurt out over the phone" type of thing.

"Jubilee wants to know if the 24-hours starts from the time I was dismissed from the hospital or the time we got home?"

"Tell Jubilee they can come over tomorrow, but not before noon," Logan said resignedly. He knew both girls were anxious to see Marie and would most likely keep calling until he relented.

Marie finally hung up the phone and asked Logan "What are you cooking?"

"Jewish penicillin - chicken soup."

"Thought eggs were the extent of your repertoire?"

"I guess I forgot to mention I can also work a can opener."

Marie leaned over a kissed him on the cheek. "A man of many talents, I'm so impressed."

"Yeah, later I'll show you what I'm really talented at."

"Logan! I'm supposed to be resting .......shame on you."

Logan quirked an eyebrow at her and she gave him a playful swat on the behind.

Later that evening Logan offered to give Marie a back massage. She showered and came back into the bedroom to find him already sitting on the bed - naked. He patted the space next to him and she sauntered over and lay down on her stomach beside him. Logan got on his knees, straddled her with one leg on either side of her body and, starting at the base of her neck between her shoulder blades, massaged gently but firmly. Marie let out a sigh.

"Feel good?" He leaned down and whispered in her ear

"Wonderful."

Logan continued the gentle massaging, working his way along both arms, down her sides, the small of her back, over her delicate behind and onto her thighs, working his way all down her legs to her feet. Marie was so relaxed she was totally limp. Logan worked his way back up her body until he was back to her shoulders. He leaned down and kissed the back of her neck just at the top of her spine, then continued dropping soft, feathery kisses across her shoulders. Marie let out a small whimper and when she turned over Logan saw that her eyes were glazed, not with sleep, but with passion. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to her lips, soft at first and then more insistent, which she returned with equal fervor.

"Make love to me, Logan."

That was all the invitation Logan needed. They made love slowly with mutual caressing and lots of kissing. It was sweet, it was gentle - it was perfect. They fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms.

~*~*~*

Marie woke up the next morning just as the light was filtering in through the windows. She was lying on her back and Logan was stretched out on his stomach still asleep. Her eyes traveled all the way down his muscular back to his rear end. Damn the man had a fine ass. Just then Logan shifted in his sleep, breaking Marie's concentration. He flickered open his eyes and looked up at her with a sexy grin.

"And just what were you looking at my little vixen?" he asked hungrily.

"An ass that puts Mel Gibson's to shame."

"You've got quite a nice little derriere yourself. I can never get enough of that little wiggle when you walk."

Marie reached over and started running her fingers through his hair. Logan grabbed her wrist and placed a kiss on the underside of it, then proceeded to kiss his way up her arm until he reached her neck. Marie tilted her head back. She loved Logan kissing her neck it was so erotic. He kissed his way onto her face, capturing her mouth in his. They gave each other slow, deep, wet kisses until they were both quite breathless. Logan rolled Marie over onto her stomach, with his right hand holding both of her hands by the wrists above her head, he used his left hand to raise her bottom in the air and entered her from behind. Releasing her wrists, he placed both of his hands on her hips as he began thrusting gently. Marie let out a low moan, raising herself up onto her knees and using her hands to support herself, she lifted her bottom up even higher. Logan's hands moved to cup her breasts as Marie started rocking, pressing herself tightly against the top of his thighs. She threw her head back and he leaned down and started kissing the side of her neck while still massaging her breasts.

"Oh, God, Logan, oh God .... harder, please, harder," she moaned as she felt her climax building.

Logan thrust harder and faster knowing she was close to the edge.

"That's it baby. You're almost there. Let it happen."

"LOGAN!" She screamed as she went over the edge in a searing flash of ecstasy.

A moment later Logan screamed her name as he reached his own shattering climax. They collapsed in a damp heap, both too exhausted to move, they just laid together - a tangled jumble of limbs and bodies. Logan recovered first, and with a final kiss on her shoulder, he shifted off the bed and not bothering to put on a robe, started to walk out of the room.

"I'm gonna go make you the best damn omelet you ever tasted."

Marie just laid there and groaned, still trembling from the earth-shattering orgasm. Soon the delicious smell of fresh coffee and eggs assaulted her nose. Forcing herself off the bed, she walked down the hall into the kitchen. Logan looked up to see her practically stagger into the kitchen. Her hair was all tussled; she was rubbing one eye and like him, was still naked. Damn she looked sexy as hell. He walked over and kissing her lightly on the cheek, sat her down on one of the stools at the counter. She looked up at him rewarding him with a dreamy smile. Logan placed two plates of omelets and two steaming mugs of coffee on the counter in front of her and sat down.

"Sleep well?"

"Woke up even better," she said with a saucy grin.

Just then the phone rang. Logan didn't need to look at the caller-id to know it was either Jubilee or Kitty. He grabbed the phone and gave Marie a mischievous wink.

"Hello, Logan's House of Erotica, how may we service you?" Marie's eyes went wide.

"Gee, didn't think Marie was willing to share, but if you're offering." It was Jubilee.

"I thought I told you not before noon, Jubilee."

"You said I couldn't come over to visit her before noon, you didn't say anything about calling."

Trust Jubilee to deal in semantics. Logan handed the phone to Marie.

"Hey, Jubes."

"Hey Chica, how ya doing this morning?"

{I was *done* very well this morning, thank you for asking.}

"I'm okay, a little tired still." If only Jubilee knew the real reason why she was so exhausted.

"Is it still okay if we come over later? Logan didn't sound too thrilled."

"He's fine. He just doesn't want me over-exerting myself that's all"

"Okeydokey, babe, we'll see ya later."

"Bye, Jubes."

"Sorry, didn't mean to spook your friends."

"Jubes is hard to offend, don't worry about it."

"Are you going to tell them about the baby today?"

"Well, I was planning to, they are my best friends after all. Unless you want us to keep it a secret for now."

"Honey, you can place an announcement on the jumbo-tron in Times Square if you like."

Marie smiled - God, she adored this man.

"I need to take a shower. Care to join me?"

"Don't have to ask me twice."

With that Logan scooped Marie up in his arms and headed toward the bathroom.